Monday, August 23, 2010

Too Good Not To Post - A Question from Pamela the Parent.

As I've noted a couple of times, about the only mail I get is from folks asking about posting privileges. But this dandy note came in Sunday afternoon, and I couldn't stop myself from sharing it. Let's all pretend it's real and just enjoy it.

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HI, I am a parent of a college sophomore. She is not the smartest kid in the world. I know that. I have read this theead and have emphasized. Do you own work. Get stuff in on time. etc etc.

I have also talked to my friends, in the affluent town we live in, to demand fair treatment of adjuncts etc.

Now here is my question. I am really hot for one of her instructors. Divorced adjunct. I am a couple of years younger than he is (but I realize he spends all day with snowflakes. sigh.), but I am relatively well of (by affluent standards, which means great house paid for, many investments and Wall Street Job).

Any ideas as to how I can aproach him, on no committment basis. Many thanks.

Well, I see no helpful comments. Merely, he teachers History at a large flagships state U. My daughter took his class over the summer and recieved an A (which I guess from reading this means she attended and handed in her own work?).

My name is not Pam. Actually that is one of my best friends -- who is a bona fide cougar. And red dresses and short hair are so last year. or last century. Not to mention, anyone on Wall Street either has 3 screens on their desk or a laptop (or both).

I'm just curious as to how a parent would meet their kid's college instructor as I earned two degrees, working on a third, and at no time have my parents or any other family member met any of my professors. My family's local, so it's not a matter of distance. I just can't imagine a situation where my professors would want or need to meet my parents or vice-versa. As far as how to approach, the time-honored technique of asking him out for a drink might work.

My parents met my PhD adviser at an awkward dinner at an Indian restaurant after my PhD defense. I didn't mind since the food and beer were on my father. The first rule of grad school is never turn down free beer.

What Was This?

College Misery was a dysfunctional group blog where professors got the chance to release some of the frustration that built up while tending to student snowflakes, helicopter parents, money mad Deans, envious colleagues, and churlish chairpeople.

Our parent site, Rate Your Students, started in 2005, and we continued that mission beginning in 2010. Ben at Academic Water Torture and Kimmie at The Apoplectic Mizery Maker both ran support blogs during periods when this blog had died.